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MISS CHRISTINE (porcelainxheart) wrote in inshadowfalls,

Armelle was a strong vampire. She wasn't slow or stupid. The woman was a fighter and she did things her own way. Emotions could easily cloud her judgment but that was what had first attracted Christine to her. Even now, with all the anger and hurt festering deep inside her, Christine still wanted to run to Armelle and let the woman hold her like she used to. Like when neither of them had a care in the world. Isaiah would be nearby, smiling at the both of them.

It almost felt like old times now, standing in the room with both Isaiah's and Armelle's scent everywhere. Her chest began to ache, the same ache she had carried those twenty years. Was it grief? Anger? Was there a heart worth breaking inside or was it her own mind playing tricks on her?

Armelle loved her. How could she be angry with her dear Mel? But then she remembered the time she had spent in Romania. If Mel had loved her, she wouldn't have waited twenty years. Christine tilted her head, eying Armelle sternly but then she blinked and she was smiling warmly. "Of course you would never hurt me. I know that, you silly goose! Come!" She danced around the piano, running her hands over the sleek black frame until she came back to the front. "Listen to this song I've learned! A human boy taught me. He was so sweet. Played like an angel, he did!"

Her fingers went to work, tapping on the keys as she hummed along in tune. It was not a song, per say, but a dilly dally of notes made up by a bored child. Christine refrained from mentioning that she had killed the boy after their 'lesson'. She didn't want Armelle to think she was a threat.

Not yet.